Be yourself
Work on your flaws
Its before your face
Do this for your sake
Be careful when it shakes your faith
Give no ear to
What people say
Work on yourself
Don't build fences
It makes you tensed
Get good friends
mind your business
Say no to grievance
It only leads to grave yard
Don't say, this is the first time
Might be the last sight
For instance,
That might be the last chance...
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A fine and lofty verse well articulated and nicely brought forth with insight. A work of an intricate mind. Thanks for sharing, Chioma.